Aaden’s Punishment
I walked into the house and the first thing I saw was Aaden, walking by
rather quickly and holding a hand to his mouth. “Shh…” he said
quietly. “I just put Elizabeth to bed.”
“Didn’t you put her in the center nursery?” I whispered.
“Yeah, but something’s wrong with the privacy fields; they’re making an
annoying hum. Dave ran diags and he says it’ll be a few hours until the
hardware he needs is ready. So,” he shrugged, “We’ll live without being
able to make much noise until then.”
He turned and walked into the kitchen, nearly swatting me with …